Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult

I've always been one for printed cotton clothing.

I'm not sure why cheap prints are so attractive to me or any of my fellow middle-class female consumers, but they just are.

Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


There's nothing like the excitement that comes with the first spotting of a floral or geometric print. Something about seeing that bright, overtimulating print in a bright, overstimulating store is thrilling, but this thrill is always short lived. Pretty much as soon as you take your new, ill-fitting cotton/poly blend dress out of the Target/H&M/Primark/Forever21 bag, you're over it and spending that £12.99/$19.99 feels like a bad choice.

It took me a while, but studying fashion design finally made me understand minimalism and what makes it so great.

Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


Now, I'm obsessed and basically only want to wear well-designed solid color/classic printed pieces. I still have my slip-ups (Saturday's purchase of £6 Primark floral flats) but am (kinda) on my way to being the type of gal who can walk into H&M, see a printed dress I like, and leave without it.

Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


Junky Cotton Prints, Or The Battle To Dress Like An Adult


And if you've seen To Rome With Love: the reference the "junky cotton print" dress worn to a movie premier by a woman with ladders in her stockings felt like someone has looked straight into my soul and completely and totally understood everything about me.

From here, here, here, here, here, here, oh—and here!